The Fritz Chronicles

and the joys of adolescence

My friend Christy was leaving me a voice text the other day while she was walking her dog, Harriet. She intermittently talked to Harriet while talking to me, interspersing her message with the occasional “You’re rolling again, Harriet?” followed by “No, Harriet, we’re not going to the nursery” and a “you just rolled, Harriet!” Finally, my favorite, as H…